This was said with a sorrow rare in one of a people who seldom deplore
the survival of a brother man.

Daniels was right in his fear: the student needed repose, and only the
most vigorous counter measures drove off an attack of fever. Rebecca was
his nurse in the same devoted and intelligent manner as her father was
his physician, but as he was on the margin of delirium half the time, he
saw her like one in a vision.

His antagonist, Von Sendlingen, was not so blessed. After a cursory
treatment in the cemetery gate-keeper's lodge, he was removed, wrapped
in blankets, to his quarters in the great barracks; the iron
constitution, of which Daniels spoke, bore him up, and before Claudius
was on foot again, the officer was outdoors--a little pale, but
seemingly none the worse for his horrible adventure.

He took up his own case. Fraulein von Vieradlers had already tired of
her assay in elevating the stage in a social point of view. She had
excited the adoration of the eccentric Marchioness de Latour-lagneau, a
very old lady of fortune, who had the habit of conceiving singular
fancies. This lady engaged the cantatrice as a "noble companion," and
she hurried off with her into Italy. So the story ran, and added that
her manager found that the Vieradlers promptly repudiated any kinship
with her when he talked of their paying the forfeit money. He had
thereupon endeavored to win back La Belle Stamboulane to his deserted
stage, but she was obdurate, and the beer flowed flat in the double
absence of stars inimitable.

The major, whose body, reeking with arnica and iodine, reminded him at